Mémoire 1
Loud music reverberated across the room, people chattering here and there, laughing all the while, warm atmosphere filling the air.
Nothing was more perfect than this moment.
Except you were there not to enjoy it.
It was a complete mess inside the diner. You were working as one of the waitress and the crowd was just super crazy today. You're literally serving them non-stop. You didn't even have time to catch your own breath. It’s starting to drive you crazy.
Just when you thought you could rest for a little bit, the bell on the front door rung loudly, indicating a new customer. You immediately stood up.
"Welcome sir and ma'am. A seat for how many?"
In front of you, stood a skinny blond man, who kept fidgeting from time to time. Which was a rather unusual sight. You've never seen a man so small. Even smaller than you.
"For four people please." another man spoke.
This one was obviously tall and extremely charming. With sharp features decorating his face and a well built body. Women would just flock to him like bees. Hell, even you’d flock to him.
Shoving your thoughts away, you led the group to their seats. Once they're seated you gave them the menu. The blond man muttered a hushed thank you while the other man literally beamed it to your face. You just smiled and waited for their orders.
"I'll have a one set burger with a milkshake." the tiny man spoke.
You gave a nod and wrote it down on a paper.
"Anything else?"
"Oh I'm so confused. What should I get, James?"
Oh. So, the charming handsome man name’s James. You should write that down.
“Hmmm... I don't know, doll. Maybe you could ask the lady about her recommendation?"
Immediately after that the woman's face contorted into one filled with disappointment as she asked you.
"What is this diner's top favorites?"
"We got our famous burger set with french fries and cheese. But if you want we serve salads too. Fresh from the farms"
"Oh just get me the burger" she spoke indifferently.
Losing interest on the food huh.
"James! They sell juices too! Which one do you want?" Another woman asked him.
"Hmm... That plum one looks good!"
"Okay, one plum juice please!" She chirped, overly happy.
You nodded as you wrote the orders down. After writing all of it, you gave one last smile before excusing yourself. From what you saw, you could tell that the meeting was supposed to be a double date.
Well a failed one at that.
Because from every perspective you looked, the two women only spoke with the man they called James. Leaving the tiny blond man from the conversation. You kinda sorta felt bad to the man. Even when the one named James talk to him, you could saw the disapproval in the women's eyes.
Scrunching your lips, you asked the chef to add more milkshake for the man. Hoping it'd cheer him up a little bit. You hated seeing other people in that kind of situation. Because you knew how it feels all too well.
When the food was finally hot and ready, you hurriedly delivered them to their table.
"Four set of burger, a salad, a plum juice, and an extra milkshake for you, sir!"
You placed the beverage In front of him. His blue eyes shot up to you in confusion.
"But I didn't order any extras?"
"Don't worry, sir. It’s on the house." you explained before excusing yourself.
After walking a few steps you stole a glance back at the table to see the blond man smiling slightly. It's a success! Your own lips quirked upwards unconsciously upon seeing that.
You're about to look away when your eyes caught the James guy staring at you. His face was filled with awe and... surprise? You couldn't really tell. But what you could tell was the flutter of your heart when he did that. You decided to pretend not to notice his stare and looked away.
Time flies as you’re serving dozens of customers. Literally every five minute there would be someone to call you. Asking for this and that. But even amongst the racket, you didn’t miss the occasional glance the charming guy would give you. He’d drink his juice and his eyes went to yours. He’d talk to the women and his gaze would go to your direction.
Why did you know all of this you ask?
Because obviously, you’re not paying extra attention to him.
Definitely not.
Nope.
~*~
After what seemed like forever, you finally had the time to flop down and rest. You sighed contently as you sat. God it felt so good. Your legs were so sore right now. You rubbed them gently in an attempt to calm your muscles down. You swore you’d give yourself a good night sleep when you went home later today.
It wasn't even a minute after you sat when a loud wheeze could be heard. Even in the music on that sound was as clear as broad daylight. Maybe it's because you've heard it too often. It’s like an alarm to you.
You turned your head left and right and spotted a fuss at one of the table.
It's the tiny blond man! It looked like he was having a coughing fit. A terrible one at that. Okay, an awful one. You immediately stood up to get some warm water and hurriedly went to the man.
"Are you okay, sir?"
You offered him the glass which he took gratefully all the while hitting himself on the chest. His friend, that James one looked so worried, he patted him on the back a few times and gripped his shoulder.
“Steve? You alright?”
The man called Steve nodded, but still coughing loudly.
It took quite a long time for him to wind down. Which made you so anxious. You just stood there chewing on your lower lip as the scene unraveled itself.
When the situation finally calmed down, you let out a relieved sigh.
“Is there anything more I could do for you sir?” you asked worriedly.
“No. Thank you so much. Sorry for the trouble.” The Steve guy gave you an appreciative look and smiled. You returned one at him.
“Not at all, sir. Well, if you’ll excuse me.”
Before you could go back to your station, the brown haired guy spoke
"Wait. I wanna pay."
"Alright. I’ll bring the bills here for you, sir."
"No no. Just show me the cashier." The man stood up as he spoke.
“Buck, I can pay for my own.” Steve protested.
“You can pay me later, brother. Just focus on calming down for now.”
“But-“
He gave him one last warning look and Steve huffed, clear annoyance written on hi s face, but he didn’t move from his seat.
“Right this way, sir.”
You walked with him following you from behind.
"Thank you for that."
"It's my pleasure sir."
"No. Really. Thank you." You raised an eyebrow at his statement.
"You're welcome I guess?"
He chuckled at your reply. Your heart fluttered again at the sound of it.
"What's your name, ma'am?" The man asked.
Your eyes went slightly wider as you looked at him, startled. It took you a couple seconds before finally answering.
"It's (y/n)."
"(y/n)... beautiful name. Well mine is-"
"James. I know. Those women literally scream your name every five seconds." you stated. Now it’s his turn to be wide eyed from your sudden cheeky remark. Well, at least he knew that you’re also paying attention to him. And that made him felt really good in a way.
"Well they also call me Bucky." He chuckled again before paying for the bills.
"I guess I'll see you again soon?"
"I'll be right here, sir"
"Oh please, just call me Bucky."
He flashed one last smile and with that, he left. Leaving your face steaming hot and red.